February 2012
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I think books are like people, in the sense that they’ll turn up in your life...
– Emma Thompson (via theprobablestars)
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The Grammar Lesson
Steve Kowit
A noun’s a thing. A verb’s the thing it does. An adjective is what describes the noun. In “The can of beets is filled with purple fuzz”
of and with are prepositions. The’s an article, a can’s a noun, a noun’s a thing. A verb’s the thing it does.
A can can roll - or not. What isn’t was or might be, might meaning not yet...
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The Headline Writer by Gabriel Gadfly →
gabrielgadfly:
Forgive the headline writer. When he pens the phrase
GLOBAL ECONOMIC MELTDOWN IMMINENT
he is just trying to make a few bucks so he can feed his cat
big bold scary words
sell more papers get more pageviews get clicked get clicked
more often than
THINGS ARE REALLY NOT SO BAD I MEAN THE SUN IS SHINING AND THE PLUMS ARE ON SALE
This poem © Gabriel Gadfly. Published...
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I am sure God keeps no one waiting unless He sees that it is good for him to...
– C.S. Lewis (via lazyscranton)
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You’re the youngest old person I know.
– a coworker to me
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'Twas a good day
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‘How do you mean he’s heard about me? What sort of things?’...
– This Side of Paradise F. Scott Fitzgerald
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He knew that somewhere she must get a feeling to live upon, for she was not a...
– O Pioneers Willa Cather
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Downton Abbey always trumps the Super Bowl (but I’m pleased for the Giants just the same).
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I don’t need money, but I have needed you for a great many years.
– O Pioneers Willa Cather
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O Pioneers (and anything by Cather) always leaves me feeling wistful.
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January 2012
24 posts
You can count on me like one, two, three, and I’ll be there.
And I can...
– Bruno Mars “Count on Me”
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Listening to classic lit audiobooks.
For fun.
Yes, friends, I am a nerd.
Rare by Gabriel Gadfly →
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We stood on the wood bridge over old Shoal Creek when you reached up and shook a handful of snowflakes out of the white winter stars.
Just a handful, just a few cold crystals that tumbled down into the lazy loping water of old Shoal Creek.
As we watched them come down, I grabbed your magic hand and held it until those falling flakes were swallowed up and swept...
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Forever is composed of nows.
– Emily Dickinson
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When there is great love, there are always miracles.
– Willa Cather (via freckledmoments)
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The more likeable he is, the more deadly he is.
But because two can play at...
– The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins
(for once, the hype might be right)
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madridistarey:
Iker and Unai Casillas!!
In February, my blog will (hopefully) become more substantial, but until then, coo over the baby with me, ok?
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May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope...
– Neil Gaiman (via inmygalaxie
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